It's after 2:00am and I'd turned off most of the lights, readying myself for bed. It's not unusual for me to be up at this hour. It's a carry-over from all the years I worked the evening (and occasional night) shift at the hospital. Some habits die hard.
I opened the back door to let Grace out for her
As I stood in the dampness of the early morning, the smell of damp dirt filled my nostrils with each deep breath. I love that fragrance! Damp air with mingled smells of dirt. Maybe some newly mown grass from earlier in the day. Standing there, I realized that it has been a very long time since I've felt so at peace with things. Mostly with myself. I think I am finally moving in a direction that makes me happy. I'm moving toward finding out what it is that I really want to do.
John preached on Moses today in church. I mentioned to someone that I felt John was telling everyone my story. My story of feeling inadequate and not knowing what it is that God wants me to do or even where He wants me to be. I've become more patient and more attentive in listening to that voice in my ear. "Go, Linda. You are able to do this because I am with you. You are not alone in this journey. You never have been. It is better to fail than not to try. Go." Moses couldn't believe that God would want to use someone with his past, who had made the mistakes he had made. We all make mistakes and the visual sign of the cross tells us that we can let the past and our mistakes go. That has all been forgiven and we can now move ahead to a more purposeful life, a life that we AND God will be proud of.
Yep. All that came to me while I was waiting for Grace. All I had to do was listen and open to that voice in my ear.
Have mercy on me, O God,
according to your unfailing love;
according to your great compassion
blot out my transgressions.
Wash away alll my iniquity
and cleanse me from my sin.